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Lunch
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31 Dec 1993
I cannot think of something to write!
My Brain is dead from a day of work, quite
Possibly it's been fried,
And that all the cells have died.
Fried just like my lunch today
The lunch I almost threw away!
It was a sickening color of yellow;
And I was sure it was alive enough to play the cello!
It was covered in litter things,
That fell off in little rings.
Oh, it was so very dry,
and I was sure that if it had a mouth, it would lie!
But, alas, my money was gone,
And it was either eat these breadsticks or throw them out on the lawn!
And so I ate, and ate, and ate.
And you know what? I'm still alive enough to be late!
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